The former Beiyuan King of Bei Liao was actually Lin Ya's undercover!

Because she was ambitious and wanted to betray Lin Ya, Lin Ya asked someone to report her.

He Lianfeng was furious when he heard this. He was like a fool. He was actually Lin Ya's undercover?

I will kill you!

But no evidence was found, so He Lianfeng could only order the Eagle Guards to poison the young man.

Then, Widow Luo was saddled with a scapegoat called Ke Fu.

But what is even more unexpected is that Helianli, the king of the South Academy, is actually Lin Ya's person.

This was He Lianfeng's most important minister. If he hadn't died, He Lianfeng might have been able to make further progress.

And now, Helianli is gradually getting closer to Helianchun.

Tsk tsk!

Yang Xuan said, "This man's political skills are really amazing. It's a pity that his fighting skills are a bit lacking. Otherwise, if the Northern Liao Emperor asked him to do it, he would really be a disaster to our Tang Dynasty."

Widow Luo said: "Lin Ya is said to be moody. When he is angry, he may be happy, and when he is happy, he may be angry."

"This is pretending to be profound." Yang Xuan didn't think this was a great trick. The real superior person only had a face - dull and calm.

He always has a calm face no matter what.

This is the real boss.

"Yes." Widow Luo lowered her head, "I'm going to do something."

Yang Xuan noticed that Widow Luo's ears seemed a little red.

Later, he went to take a bath.

Widow Luo serves.

After a busy day, Master Yang, under the service of the maid, took off his clothes and walked into the bathtub.

The potion that has been boiled for two hours smells fragrant, and people will feel particularly comfortable when soaking in it.

Behind him, a widow in a short shirt, Luo, was rubbing his back with a cloth in her hand.

Yang Xuan closed his eyes and placed his hands on the edge of the tub, thinking about the next steps.

The drought continues, but ditches and wells are being dug everywhere. At present, it seems that the situation is still under control.

"Mr. Lang."

Zhang Siniang's voice came from outside.

"Say!" Yang Xuan closed his eyes.

"There is news in the front yard that there is drought not only in northern Xinjiang, but also in the entire northern part of the Tang Dynasty."

"Um!"

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Some people say that Lang Jun offended God and brought about divine punishment. Now, the lie is self-defeating." Widow Luo said.

This woman... wouldn't have cared about such things in the past.

“Good attitude.”

The boss's praise made Widow Luo work harder, and she almost rubbed the oily skin off her back.

Comfortable!

Yang Xuan leaned on the tub, and Widow Luo leaned over to wipe his chest.

The north is cold, and the output is not as good as the south. If there is a drought, how many refugees will there be this year?

Where can these refugees go?

"Tell me, where can those refugees go?"

Yang Xuan suddenly asked.

Widow Luo almost lay on his shoulder, breathing slightly, "Chang'an."

"There is no food in Chang'an either."

"Then we can only come to Northern Xinjiang."

She glanced sideways at Yang Xuan.

A flash of fire seemed to burst out from his deep eyes.

She couldn't help but panic, her waist was already a little sore, so she stopped immediately.

The shoulder was hit hard and it was very elastic.

Yang Xuan's eyes swept over Widow Luo's panic-stricken face, her white neck, and the slight glimpse of spring, and there was something special in her eyes.

"The drought is very serious!" He stretched out his hand.

"Mr. Lang!"

Later, she went out with her things.

Diagonally opposite, Aunt Guan and Yi Niang were standing together, "Looking at her walking posture, Lang Jun still didn't touch her. But that look... was full of spring, why?"

I don’t have a man... Yi Niang put her hands in her sleeves and said calmly: "You have to ask a man about this."

Aunt Guan muttered and took the opportunity to go to the front yard to find her man.

"What, you didn't move but your face looked springy?"

"Um!"

"I told you before! You squirmed and refused."

Aunt Guan spat at him, "So it's those."

She went to see Zhou Ning.

The leopard was lying on the opposite side of the table, with A Liang resting on it and playing with Fu Gui.

Seeing Aunt Guan come in, Leopard glanced sideways at her, and Aunt Guan forced a smile and said, "The swordsman is so good."

Leopard drooped his eyelids, obviously disdainful of her praise.

"Lady."

Zhou Ning was reading a book and when she found out she was pregnant, Yang Xuan told her not to bother her with things at home.

"Um!"

"I'm afraid Widow Luo is unexpectedly close to her husband."

"Accident?"

"Just some..."

…

"The food is still not that good."

On the second day, Yang Xuan convened people to discuss matters.

"Trenches and wells are being dug everywhere. I have also taken a look at the food storage. It should be enough, right?" Liu Qing felt that Yang Xuan was a little dizzy.

Yang Xuan said: "Be prepared and be prepared."

There are some wrinkles on Lao Liu's face, which shows the pressure he has endured this year. "Even so, people are buying everywhere now. If there are more, they will be gone."

"There will be a group from Bei Liao." Yang Xuan negotiated a deal with a group of Bei Liao borers last time.

"That batch of gold and silver..." Liu Qing was angry, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"If I had told you earlier, would you agree?"

Northern Xinjiang has grain reserves and water conservancy projects, so there will be no problem in weathering the difficulties this year.

If Yang Xuanruo said that the gold and silver were used to buy high-priced grain, Liu Qing could explode on the spot.

"Then you haven't said enough, what do you mean?"

“There is never too much food.”

Song Zhen added, "The powerful people have tightened their granaries this year and will not sell them."

Liu Qing sneered, "It doesn't matter if you don't sell it, it's still the old method. Be optimistic about the fleet, and if you find that it is transporting grain outside northern Xinjiang, you will take it!"

"They would rather feed the grain to pigs and burn it." Song Zhen's eyes were bleak, "When did the meat-eaters think that the common people were nothing?"

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and chewed a piece of tea leaf in his mouth. He felt it was tasteless and said, "Bulls and horses!"

He waved, "Map!"

Jiang Heer brought the map over and raised it to the boss's side.

Yang Xuan pointed at Jianshui City, "Jinyiwei came to report that Ningxing was unwilling to send more reinforcements, so Neizhou asked for more food and weapons and prepared to stay there for a long time. Isn't this ready-made food?"
To be continued...